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Tattoo Lyrics - Singles - Gillie Da Kid

Uh girl, I'ma show you what it's made for 

Ain't that what you came for? 

You ain't gotta say something 

I know you want it bad 

You get enough, I know you like it rough 

So I'ma put my name on your love 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

 

Yeah, I ain't got no problems spending no change on it 

If she bad enough I'ma tat her up, let me put my name on it 

She tells me pull her hair, tell me smack her from the rear 

She says she likes it rough, the harder I go it hypes the rush 

So you know a nigga pipe the rock, 

One or two times is not enough 

Then it's one to the next 

That means another one bites the dust 

Puffin' out, we on that peach Ciroc 

Soon as we hit the spot we ride that in homie keep the lot 

When she on top she loves to scream a lot 

She saying Gillie, Gillie, please don't stop 

Shawty backing so I had to do it 

I texted that ass and she returned (Jackson Hewitt!) 

 

Uh girl, I'ma show you what it's made for 

Ain't that what you came for? 

You ain't gotta say something 

I know you want it bad 

You get enough, I know you like it rough 

So I'ma put my name on your love 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

 

Yeah, see you so fine I'ma come a tattoo my name 

Not on your skin, see I tattoo your brain 

So Gillie's on your mind and I'm talking permanently (forever?) 

For days and god damn it I love your fragrance 

You smell so right, your face so pretty 

Your jeans so tight, wanna eat tonight 

If you with me tonight I'm gonna sour in that lean a night (lean a night) 

And I swear you got the nicest hips (nicest hips) 

Yeah you so sexy when you bite your lips 

That thing so wet I swear I might just slip 

But I think so tight I named it vice and grips 

And all she do is back it up 

One get lead to slap it up 

Autograph that thing, I leave it tatted up 

 

Uh girl, I'ma show you what it's made for 

Ain't that what you came for? 

You ain't gotta say something 

I know you want it bad 

You get enough, I know you like it rough 

So I'ma put my name on your love 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

Like a tattoo, (oh ah), too, (oh ah), too, (oh ah) 

 

Baby tell me that it's mine 

I wanna hear you say my name (say my name) 

Baby say my name (say my name) 

Lay down (down), come lay down (down) 

You know I'ma tat it up 

Every time I tear it up 

Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah 

Oh ah, oh ah, oh ah, oh ah 

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